The Dallas daily herald. [volume] (Dallas, Tex.) 1873-1887, 1887-10-26

passed into the dlnng.room placed
them on the vase by her side. and
hidden beneath the leaves ! tucked
my precious meerschaum. Mary
thanked me for the flowers, but did
not see the thorn among them. After
Uncle Jacob had said grace, Harry,
Jr. pulled Mary's sleeve and said;
"Oh mamma, seel There's papa's
pipein the roses"
Mary looked up quickly, the Grim
son rushing to her check, but she only
said:
why, Harry" She thought her
husband was playing silly Joke
saw how she took it, and hasten
ed to say, "Mary, they are all yours
the roses and the thorn beneath
chem"
She gazed at me ncredulous n min.
ute. but my lace reassured her, ana
she asked.
Harry, may have it formy own
to do Just what please within
"Yes!" | answered, iii you won't
smoke it. cant have any more
smoking in this house
The mistress excused herself from
the table n moment, took the "old
enemy" and sped away to the kitchen
stove, wiped her eyes, washed hei
hands OF The whole business, and then
came back as sweet as one OF the roses
she put in her belt.
"Thank you, Harry" she said, and
the wealth OF love that looked from
her eyes more than paid me tor the
struggle my determination had cost,
"it's all Uncle Jacobs doing. He's
quit, and so am going to-"
Then Uncle Jacob. at the earnest re.
quest, told the whole story OF his bat.
tie and his victory. The boys, Har-
ry, Jr., aged seven, and Walter, thir-
teen, listened with eager interest.
When breakfast was over they went
out, but soon returned, Harry bring.
ing a cigarette and Walter bunch OF
cigars.
"There," sald Harry, al tried to
smoke cause papa did, but I'll quit II
he does"
80 will l." said Walter, blushing.
"The fellows leased me to try it, and
Will Courtney gave me these. ! be-
gun TO like 'em, but ] felt mean when
/ looked Mt mother. knew she'd feel
bad to have me smoke, she hated it
SO. Pm clad IT'S out, mamma. Pm
quits, too"
81 declare" said Uncle Jacob, this
is what | call an anti.tobacco club"
ooh, papa, cried Walter, "lots OF
the boys are smoking just like us. |
mean to get up club; can |? May
ask some OF them here and have In
Gle Jacob tell his story, and we ours;
may II"
ASK your mother, boy" l an.
swered.
Indeed you may, Walter" replied
Mary. "Ill help you all can. Wen
have u real Thanksgiving supper"
"Oh, mammal how good you are.
Pm so sorry | cheated YOU" said
Walter.
land /, too" said Harry, Jr.
And /, threel" said Harry, Sr.
"But ] have confession to make"
aaid Mary, Softly.
"You, Mary" whispered.
"Iou, mammal" cried both the
boys.
you. Mollel" cried Uncle Jacob,
with queer smile. "Have you been
smoking, too?"
"Not exactly" said mamma. cat
least in another way. Do you re-
member, Harry, when we were first
married we had talk on smoking.
and limited at the expense? You
said | should have as much money to
spend, just as pleased, as you smok-
ed up. Come this way and see my
smoking money"
And we followed her to the library,
which had been under lock and key
for several days. for some mysterious
reason.
"See thesel" she said. "See these
cases of new books. See this set OF
Encyclopedias. These are for you,
Harry This Dickens set is for you,
Walter, and these Artists Histories
and these Rolo Books are for you,
little Hail. and this case of poems is
for myself and my family, and it all
came out Of smokev'
Harry and Walter had their party,
and started Tobacco Reform Club.
Walter may tell OF that some time il
he wishes, but more came Of it than
even this. The new books must be
read. As did not 90 to the office to
smoke, | stayed at home more. We
almost had our honeymoon over
again. Then Mary coaxed me to
prayer meeting with her and found
the help needed.